why else would you have been given…

why else would you have been given this soft and tender heart if you weren't

why else would you have been given
this soft and tender heart if you weren’t
meant to make it softer here for other tender hearts…
the way you feel so much helps someone else
who feels so much… feel less alone.

why else would you have been given
this poetry heart that loves true and deep
and beautifully wild if you weren’t meant to
be loved true and deep and beautifully wild,
and to be kissed like wildfire by someone
who sees you as art.

why else would you have been given
this wildflower energy if you weren’t meant to
run free in the sunlight and get drunk on the moonlight
and be kissed by the starlight… there’s a world
outside and you need it in your veins.

why else would you have been given
this passionate ache inside for it if you weren’t
meant to know it and tangibly hold it…. dreams are
dreams on purpose. aches are in us on purpose.
your heart reaches for it on purpose…
and because your soul remembers it.

i just don’t think the universe is making mistakes
with our hearts and souls…

so why else love if not to feel stars
exploding in our veins… because why else are
we here if not to live with unreasonable
passion for things.

– butterflies rising

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what we run from or push away, the “you can’t hurt me if i hurt you firsts”…

what we run from or push away, the you can't hurt me if i hurt you first

what we run from or
push away, the “you can’t hurt me
if i hurt you first”…

not letting it come to us
because it’s just too good to be true…
or when it does, we can’t let it be here
because it’s just too beautiful to stay…

or trying to grip it and control it
when all we really need to do to hold it
is let it dance in our fingertips
instead of suffocating it away.

i think that thing we do as a defense when we’re
scared of losing something is often why we
end up losing things. and maybe letting
the beautiful things belong here…
is just in seeing that our fear is
what doesn’t belong here.

– butterflies rising

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i went through a love i barely recovered from…

i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived

i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived, and finding my way back to me… it took everything in me to do.

so if it feels hard to get close to me, it isn’t me not wanting to come close to you… it’s me not wanting anything to be able to take me away from me, ever again.

– butterflies rising

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i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate…

not trusting myself has been the worst of my trust issues

i don’t feel like i’m supposed to search for a soulmate. i feel like i’m supposed to search for my soul. find my soul things. go to my soul places. and i think i’ll find who is meant for me somewhere on those pathways… or they’ll find me somewhere being the me i want to be.

– butterflies rising

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In December (after Taylor Swift)… i will make a wish for the world around me to shimmer

In December… i will make a wish for the world around me to shimmer, for my wildest dreams to fall around me like glitter

In December (after Taylor Swift)…
i will make a wish for the world around me to shimmer, for my wildest dreams to fall around me like glitter, and for peace of mind to settle in and exile all my fears away. and in winter’s lavender haze, i will just breathe in the air and say, “life, please show me such beautiful things.” and in the midnight’s falling rain, i will look to the sky and pray that i can let myself deserve really beautiful things. and on my most delicate and dark days, i will close my eyes and say… “i am a beautiful thing.”

– butterflies rising

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it’s easily one of the things i’m most grateful for… divinity in the form of friends…

it's easily one of the things i'm most grateful for... divinity in the form of friends, home in the form of humans

it’s easily one of the things
i’m most grateful for… divinity in the form of friends,
home in the form of humans, the good souls i’m lucky
to know. the ones whose energy in your life is some
sort of magic. and i don’t know if there are
perfect words for it, but there are moments
when you’re with them, and you just
think things like…

“you remind me what heaven’s air felt like,
i think you’re here to walk me home.

– butterflies rising

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you wanted me to dream… you’d say… you better stay hellbent in your heart…

you wanted me to dream. and you just wouldn't ever let me give in to the give-up

you wanted me to dream.
and you just wouldn’t ever let me
give in to the give-up.

you’d say…
“you better stay hellbent in your heart
and go where it wants you to go… because
it will ache if you don’t.”

and when i ache a little
from waiting on a dream, i remember
what you said, and i stay hellbent in my heart,
and i try to go where it wants me to go…
because i know that it will ache
even more if i don’t.

– butterflies rising

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where there’s wing-shaped air to stretch into all around me…

there is nothing i could lose that i would miss as much as i have missed the feel of my own soul when i wasn't listening to it

there is
nothing i could lose
that i would miss
as much as i have missed
the feel of my own soul
when i wasn’t listening to it,
and i’m listening now…
and it’s telling me
that i am meant to be
where my lungs can breathe easy
and where there’s wing-shaped air
to stretch into all around me

– butterflies rising

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